If only we could see the endless string of consequences that result from our smallest actions. But we can't know better until knowing better is useless.

Some tourists think Amsterdam is a city of sin, but in truth it is a city of freedom. And in freedom, most people find sin.

Amsterdam is like the rings of a tree: It gets older as you get closer to the center.

I feel like crying, so I must be crying, but it's impossible to tell because I'm underwater.

...And in freedom, most people find sin.

So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane.

A taste so profound and complex that it can't even be compared to other tastes, only to emotions. Cheesy waffles, I was thinking, tastes like love without the fear of love's dissolution.

My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations.

The only way out of the labyrinth of suffering is to forgive.

All those paper people living in their paper houses, burning the future to stay warm.

I would always love Alaska Young, my crooked neighbor, with all my crooked heart.

Names turned over by time, like the plough turning the soil. Bringing up the new while the old were buried in the mud.

The Truth only offends those who live outside it.

Joy comes from knowing that God is at work in your life in spite of your circumstances.

Of all the gods only death does not desire gifts.

Intimacy with God is that I can come in with the honesty of my heart, tell Him how much I'm hurting.

The subconscious is ceaselessly murmuring, and it is by listening to these murmurs that one hears its truth.

Freedom lies outside the pattern of society; but to be free of that pattern you have to understand the whole content of it, which is to understand your own mind.

I do ask myself sometimes, what am I doing writing about animals that talk like we do? But I guess it's okay if it brings across a point.

What 'jazz' means to me is the worst kind of working conditions, the worst in cultural prejudice. The term 'jazz' has come to mean the abuse and exploitation of black musicians.

Now it's not D.T.F., It's now, diapers, tantrums and formula.